The bad blood between the mage society of Blancan Veir and the Council of Mages had long lived, rooting beyond the present generation and the generation before them.
The Blancan Veir and the Council of Mages were like brothers that have never been on terms with each other. Each day, they fight each other for one excuse or the other.
Arkam and Julian were not surprised that Lord Valen Rougale took hold of such a golden opportunity to heckle them. They and any other member of Blancan Veir would have done the same even given the chance.
Lord Eugy Stormon stepped towards the open windows of the room where they assembled and looked outwards, towards the colossus iron gates of Cucurel kingdom.
"What do you propose, Lord Eugy?" Arkam inquired of him.
The allies of Blancan Veir assembled in secrecy in a room within the council quarters. They had to make the most of the hour of recess given by the elders of the council.
